Loli
highly flammable
- May 25, 2019
- 119
Few weeks ago I had a very short time of improvement. Back then I decided that I will keep living for my friends. And parents maybe.
Unfortunately that single spark has been consumed by the darkness just like any other reason to live I ever had.
Got back to my basic condition, spiraling downwards like always.
And I feel like a piece of shit for making such promises. If there is one feeling that is more powerful than my love towards them it would surely be despair.
Making them happy feels good, but they don't spend the whole time in my head. If they're not around, which is most of the time, I'm all alone with my thoughts. And all my thoughts are yearning for death. During those long hours I'm unable to fulfill my "duty" by summoning a smile on their face, hating every second, hating myself. Everyday I force myself to do things like others, except, to me all of it is fucking pointless because I no longer see my future.
I came up to conclusion that living a miserable life for someone else's sake is utterly sad. And every prolifer who's reading this, every person who feels hurt because someone close "abandoned" them by suicide, I want you to get this message. Fixing people is not your job. Making you happy is not our job.
For the past few months I was functioning just because I didn't want to make a fuss or upset anyone. I was observing myself moving lower and lower on their priority list. AND THATS OKAY. Really. But...
If your only purpose is living for someone who is free to leave any moment it feels like dying every time it actually happens.
I'm really stupid.
Unfortunately that single spark has been consumed by the darkness just like any other reason to live I ever had.
Got back to my basic condition, spiraling downwards like always.
And I feel like a piece of shit for making such promises. If there is one feeling that is more powerful than my love towards them it would surely be despair.
Making them happy feels good, but they don't spend the whole time in my head. If they're not around, which is most of the time, I'm all alone with my thoughts. And all my thoughts are yearning for death. During those long hours I'm unable to fulfill my "duty" by summoning a smile on their face, hating every second, hating myself. Everyday I force myself to do things like others, except, to me all of it is fucking pointless because I no longer see my future.
I came up to conclusion that living a miserable life for someone else's sake is utterly sad. And every prolifer who's reading this, every person who feels hurt because someone close "abandoned" them by suicide, I want you to get this message. Fixing people is not your job. Making you happy is not our job.
For the past few months I was functioning just because I didn't want to make a fuss or upset anyone. I was observing myself moving lower and lower on their priority list. AND THATS OKAY. Really. But...
If your only purpose is living for someone who is free to leave any moment it feels like dying every time it actually happens.
I'm really stupid.